Veline smirked as she stared at the council member struggling in front of her eyes.
She had felt infuriate when he was talking about them as if they were some pests, vermilion that deserve to die under his feet or treated like slaves.
"You have said that you would give me the antidote if I have successfully come here?" he spat as he looked at him with gritted teeth, "you have promised that you will help me in living."
If not, he would not have been bearing the presence of a witch. But this one was strangers and by the looks of it, it looked like it had been a long time since she was there.
Rafael must have known that keeping the witches in their home was completely against the rule of council, since witches had stronger power than average humans.
He was going to use this chance against Rafael and get him punished by the council.
